Kitchen

Every time I walk into my kitchen, the first thing I notice isn’t the smell of coffee or the shine of my backsplash—it’s the clutter.  A stack of unopened mail, the random measuring cup I forgot to put away, and my kid’s water bottle that somehow migrated from the living room.  Counters are magnets, and…

I’ll never forget the first time I tried to choose a cabinet color. I stood in my kitchen with a stack of swatches, holding up one shade after another, and every single one looked different depending on the light.  What seemed like a soft gray in the morning turned blue by the evening, and a…